Fri, Feb. 18
... Crushed by the crashing waves
Wow, do I ever have a random life.
And wow, is March ever going to be an insane month. You know, there are only 5 weeks until Easter. That's not a whole lot of time. I think I have the entire month planned out now, though. I met with Bronwyn and Heather this morning to discuss Sunday School plans and Easter stuff, as well as a little bit of production details for next Christmas. So, I've got something happening almost every week in March (some smaller drama thing at church), plus Anne Frank in the middle of it, plus the first month of rehearsals for Under a Bridge...
It's exciting, though. It makes me feel like I'm doing something. It kind of, actually, makes me feel like I felt last March, when I was getting ready for my showcase, and rehearsing almost every day--by the beginning of March, I was somewhere around 8 rehearsals a week. Short ones, because each scene had to be rehearsed separately, but still. There were evenings when I'd schedule 3 or 4 in a row, and just go straight through from 6:30-10.
It'll be fun, though. This is the kind of schedule that I love keeping. Going from one creative project to another... I find that it inspires me more. The cogitating and mulling that I do for one project spills over into the next one, and I find that my creative juices keep flowing much more freely when I'm working on more than one thing than they do when I just have one on the go.
Besides, it counteracts the monotony of doing the same jobs over and over again at Quiznos. Not that I don't love my job, but I love it for reasons other than what I actually do.
Anyways... there's random, and then there's really random, and Becky's comments from yesterday fit into the really random category. I mean, who knew that even Bruce was on board?! Certainly not me! Or is it, "Certainly not I!"? Whatever. The point is, Bruce is all over this thing, and I didn't even know that he knew about it.
Strange. Anyways. I've got to get some fresh air. My eyeballs hurt from being in meetings all morning. Three hours of meetings. Not that they were bad or stressful... they just increased my workload by a lot! Heh. That's okay--I do it to myself, don't I? And I wouldn't have it any other way.
And, I get to hang out with Kat tonight. That's worth looking forward to.
One year ago today: I've been talking about how tired I am of everything being this way, and yet, am I willing to do anything to fix it? Sometimes it seems easier just to let things sit than to do the work it would take to make it better.
infinite || abyss
posted at 1:17 p.m.
